With the sound of Zhuge Liuyun's bursting shouting.

A sword move that broke through the sky was prompted by him.

The sword aura is crazy, and everyone is terrified.

In the venue, the heavens and the earth change color.

Even the faces of the beautiful women watching the battle on the top of the ice and snow fortress became solemn.

"This son is extraordinary, he has such cultivation at a young age. Rare, rare. ”

"If there is such an amazing talent in my Cold Ice Palace, why should I be unknown in that cold place......

......

Jin Junwei of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance looked at the sky-rushing sword qi, and his brain went blank......

Sword Qi to.

The Gang Qi shield was reduced to fragments.

"Poof......

Jin Junwei spurted blood and flew far away.

His vein-bursting body slammed into the thick stone wall at the edge of the field like a parabola in the air.

His head tilted, unconscious, and the giant axe in his hand also fell beside him.

Looking at the game in the field, the referee quickly announced the result of the game.

"Scattered Cultivation Alliance Jin Junwei vs. Immortal Sword Sect Zhuge Liuyun——"

"Immortal Sword Sect Zhuge Liuyun wins!"

On the viewing stage, the fan group went crazy.

"Senior Brother Liuyun is so powerful, I love you!"

"Liuyun, Liuyun, you're awesome!"

"Senior Brother Liuyun, I love you! I want to have a baby with you!"

......

Zhuge Liuyun had already recovered his personable and otherworldly appearance, and with a smile on his face, he walked out of the competition venue leisurely.

On the other side, the unconscious Jin Junwei was also carried away from the venue by the Daoists of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

"Take a break and the next game will start right away. ”

On the viewing platform, everyone talked a lot, and there were many people who closed their eyes and recuperated.

......

Moments later, the Edgeworth Girl in the newspaper began to announce the arrangements for the next match.

"Spirit Rune Sect Tang Yanrou vs. Immortal Sword Sect Ao Nantian!"

"Game on!"

Ao Nantian, who stepped on the flying knife, walked in the sky, his messy hair swaying in the wind, and he had a more free and easy appearance.

He slowly descended into the field.

On the viewing platform, everyone shouted enthusiastically: "Crazy knife! crazy knife!"

"The Immortal Sword Sect will win!

On the other side, Tang Yanrou stepped on a flying spirit rune and entered the venue lightly, like a fairy descending to earth.

"Senior Sister Yanrou, come on!"

"Come on, Tang Yanrou!"

The shouts came and went.

Wang Dong looked at the two people in the venue, and couldn't help but worry: "I don't know how Senior Sister Yanrou is?"

The little black pig looked at the field, and hummed, "You care about her very much!

"Don't you think it's funny?"

Wang Dong asked worriedly.

The little black pig looked at Wang Dong, who was worried, and began to slowly analyze it for him.

"This Ao Nantian's sword intent is compelling, and it is on par with Zhuge Liuyun. Tang Yanrou wants to defeat him, it's difficult!"

"It is estimated that the next battle will be the sword ratio of the Fairy Sword Sect......"

Wang Dong clenched his fists, "I believe in Senior Sister Yanrou, she will definitely do it!"

"Hehe, Xiaoyou, in the face of strength, it's useless for you to believe......"

Wang Dong's eyes were red, and he still said stubbornly: "I believe in her, she is the best, she will definitely do it!"

The little black pig was silent, crawling on the table and looking into the playing field.

As for Wang Dong, it didn't want to continue to refute.

"When the game is over, you naturally give up on the ridiculous idea. ”

"Blind faith is useless. ”

At this time, Wang Dong suddenly turned his head and said, "What do you think of my level?"

"So-so......"

"How does that compare to Zhuge Liuyun......"

"It's too much worse......", the little black pig shook his head.

"Then why are you still following me, let me help you!"

Wang Dong's eyes flashed, staring at the pair of pig eyes.

"Ahem, Zhuge Liuyun! Talent is indeed good......

The little black pig said embarrassedly: "However, your kid's talent for runes and formations is better than his......"

"Besides, the old man feels that he is destined for you, and wants to help you and set foot on the road of cultivating immortals together......"

Wang Dong looked disdainful, "Don't talk about that useless ......"

"Okay!Actually, my soul has been sealed, and I need a rare wizard like Xiaoyou who is proficient in formations to help me unlock the seal......"

"At present, the Spirit Rune Sect is proficient in this ......"

"And Xiaoyou, you and I are destined, and the old man has the heart to help you......"

The little black pig said sincerely.

Wang Dong looked at it and asked, "Then do you believe that I can help you unlock this sealing formation?"

"You have to do it, you can't do it, the old man can help you!"

"Isn't this enough?Then I also believe that Senior Sister Yanrou will definitely win!"

Wang Dong said firmly.

The little black pig glanced at him: "I knew you would be like this, I was really speechless." ”

......

On the field, Ao Nantian had already made the first move.

The crazy knife, as the name suggests, has turned into a piece of afterimage in his hand, setting off an earth-shattering knife aura.

"Little junior sister, hurry up and admit defeat! I'm waiting to compete with that Zhuge Liuyun......"

Ao Nantian said with a disdainful face, not taking the petite girl in front of him in his eyes at all.

Tang Yanrou was not afraid at all in the face of this crazy flying knife qi, and her eyes were full of determination.

"The Spirit Rune Sect is only left with me, Senior Brother Liu Bai has been defeated, I can't lose!"

She snorted: "Middle-grade mid-grade wood spirit runes - vine wall ......"

One by one, the talismans transformed into wildly growing vines in front of her, and began to protect her.

In that green landscape, everyone seemed to see many illusory butterflies dancing, as if they were playing with fairies in the forest.

"Medium-grade mid-level water spirit talisman - water ...... moisturizing things"

With the spiritual power in Tang Yanrou's hand, the spirit runes began to transform into water sources that nourished all things, and flowed tirelessly to the wildly growing vines.

On the playing field, Tang Yanrou, under the protection of the emerald green vines, began to continuously urge the spiritual power to make the emerald green more lush.

The terrifying sword aura continued to tear through the vines.

The green vines were cut off and grew.

......

Everyone was talking on the viewing platform.

"What is she doing here? Is she always defending?"

"I must be afraid of the name of the crazy knife and want to hold him back......"

"Defense is also very spiritual power, I don't know if this little junior sister of the Spirit Rune Sect can do it......"

Wang Dong looked at the stalemate battle in the field, and his heart was full of anxiety.

"There's no way to defend like this, I wonder if that madman will break through her defensive vines......"

The little black pig looked at the scene in the venue, raised his head and hummed: "She is the best choice, if she has a hard fight with that madman who plays with a knife, I'm afraid it won't last a few minutes......"

......

Time passed minute by minute, and the attack force of the mad knife, Ao Nantian, became more and more fierce.

His eyes were red, and he laughed wildly: "Hahahaha, little sister, your defense is vulnerable......"

"Surrender quickly......"

"Hahahaha......"

Tang Yanrou was already drenched in sweat in the vine cocoon, "Whew...... Call...... It's not good......"

"I don't have much spiritual power in my body......"

"What should I do?"

"No, I can't give up! he'll always get tired, I'll attack him again!"

After strengthening her confidence, Tang Yanrou worked harder to maintain the growth of the vine cocoon.

After a long time, everyone on the stage was already a little tired.

On the playing field, the mad knife, Ao Nantian, was still constantly slashing at the vine cocoon.

Fracture......

Grow......

Constant Cycle ......

Ao Nantian swung his knife again and again, slashing ......

Wielding a knife......

Chop down ......

I don't know how long it took, but he felt a little tired.

Mechanical ......

Numbly slashing......

"It's ...... now"

Tang Yan, who was hiding in the cocoon of the vines, moved softly.

"Drink...... Vine spikes ......"

She used all her spiritual power to pour into the broken vines, and she slowly closed her heavy eyelids.

"I tried my best......"

Her delicate body slowly fell, raising a puff of dust.

Facing the sudden and crazy vine spike attack, Ao Nantian was caught off guard and was directly hit.

"Poof......

He flew out with blood spurting blood, and the mad knife in his hand also fell.

"Ahem......"

He lay on the ground weakly, looking surprised.

"This can't be, this can't be!"

"How could I lose!"

"Her cultivation is obviously not as good as mine......"

"How can that weak vine compare to my quick knife......"

"Poof......

After another mouthful of blood, he fell unconscious and fell to the ground.